In the Style of Sir Gawain and the Green Knight
On Wisdom
When in naked want of wit and wisdom
I kneel before the beguiling yet abhorrent
Hive-mind, knowing and acknowledging this numinous
Cyber-hell, heaving myself hard against hectillions
Of superficial and supercilious pseudo-profundities
That force their fatuous and fallacious factoids into
My mind, making it a mirror of madness, I must
Stop, I tell myself. Too much terror and tedium is bad
For anyone. Yet announcing my innocent nescience is
Death by a decillion cuts from hateful content creators.
Yet my own thoughts
I must think,
For only wisdom bought
Dearly can keep us linked
To what God has wrought.
Fun! Great job!
Thank you!
On Wisdom
When in naked want of wit and wisdom
I kneel before the beguiling yet abhorrent
Hive-mind, knowing and acknowledging this numinous
Cyber-hell, heaving myself hard against hectillions
Of superficial and supercilious pseudo-profundities
That force their fatuous and fallacious factoids into
My mind, making it a mirror of madness, I must
Stop, I tell myself. Too much terror and tedium is bad
For anyone. Yet announcing my innocent nescience is
Death by a decillion cuts from hateful content creators.
Yet my own thoughts
I must think,
For only wisdom bought
Dearly can keep us linked
To what God has wrought.
Fun! Great job!
Thank you!